Chapter Three
The next morning, Loki awoke warm and cozy. The bed was soft, and there was a well muscled arm around his waist. "Mmm . . . Anthony . . ." He mumbled, turning to nuzzle the inventor's chest expecting his arc reactor only to find . . . nothing obscuring his partner's chest. His emerald eyes shot wide open. "By the nine!" He gasped.
Victor who had been up for a while asked "Um . . . Loki, who's Anthony?"
Loki blushed. "Ah . . ." How did he reply to that?!
Victor sat there patiently for Loki's answer before he said "So coffee?"
Loki just kept looking at him with a wide mouth. Eventually, a sound rasped out. "Tea?"
"Tea it is," Victor said getting out of bed, before he put on a pair of sweat pant and walked out the door leaving Loki in bed.
Loki swallowed slowly before wrapping some sheets around himself, unable to find his clothes. "Victor?" He whispered once he had reached the kitchen.
"Yeah?" Victor said, turning around from what he was doing.
"I . . ."
Victor cocked his head to one side and said "You know you don't have to explain yourself; I know you're married."
"You . . . You do?"
"Yeah," Victor said shrugging nonchalantly "I kind of notice little things."
"Like?" Loki swallowed.
"Well, you stiffen constantly whenever someone mentioned your real last name; You never took off your wedding band which I know that for a fact because my hair kept getting caught in your ring, and whenever you talk in your sleep, you always mention Anthony," Victor said nonchalantly as he continued to make tea. "What my question is, what did he do to piss you off so badly that you'd sleep with me?"
Loki bit his lip. "I . . . I'm just tired . . . Tired of being a trophy husband; A possession that he can flaunt whenever he pleases." Tears sprung to his eyes and he rubbed at them furiously.
Victor calmly walked over to Loki before he pulled him into a small hug and let him cry into his chest, before saying "You should probably shower, and cover up the hickes I gave you."
"I'm sorry." Loki choked out. "I didn't mean to use you. I'm such a -"
"Don't, Loki," Victor said calmly "It's not your fault. Anthony just needs to learn to appreciate what he's got: a smart and handsome husband who just so happens to be great in bed."
Loki sniffled. "Why are you okay with this? You should be ready to punch me."
"You'd be surprised with the things I'm okay with," Victor said "And no I don't want to punch you, but seriously you should really be getting home so your husband doesn't get suspicion about what you're doing."
Loki sniffled. "I'm sorry. And thank you." He retreated to get ready. Once he was, he leaned over to kiss Victor on the cheek softly. "Goodbye, Victor. I would like to stay in contact if we could." He gave a fleeting smile before leaving the loft.
*o*O*o*
Loki walked back into Stark Tower with Starbucks coffee and tea; Loki covered up any noticeable hickies and walked into the kitchen before he called up to the ceiling "Jarvis, where's Tony?"
"He's currently asleep in the master bedroom sir," Jarvis said "Would you like for me to wake him up?"
"No," Loki said "I got it." Loki then walked into their bedroom to find Tony curled up, half naked on his side of the bed. Loki felt his heart melt a little before waking Tony up gently. "Anthony, darling wake up."
"Mmm . . . too early . . ." Tony groaned, grabbing Loki and pulling him down so they were spooning.
Loki gave him a small smile and said "Anthony, it's too early to be spooning."
"It's never too early to cuddle." Tony retorted before kissing him lovingly.
Loki felt his heart sink a bit as he curled into Tony's arms, and said "You know you're right; why don't we do something fun today, just the two of us?"
"I'd love that. What do you have in mind?" Tony looked down at him, kissing his nose.
"I don't know," Loki said "Why don't we be spontaneous? Let's go to the beach house today! And just have a little fun in the water."
Tony beamed. "Sounds great. Plus, it's been a long time since I've seen you in a swimsuit." He purred, nipping at the other's neck. When he pulled away, he frowned. "What the . . . ?" He trailed his fingers along the other marks. "Where did these come from?"
"Oh, some guy was getting a bit aggressive with me last night. He probably left these." Loki quickly lied.
Tony frowned. "What guy? I can find him and kick the shit out of him." He trailed a hand down Loki's neck tenderly, tracing all hickies. "Damn. I wish you had let me come with." His eyes sparked with anger. "He didn't touch you anywhere else did he? Because if he did, I swear to God -"
"Anthony, don't worry," Loki said to him "He didn't touch me anywhere else. I kicked his ass before he could do anything else."
Tony gave a soft sigh of relief as his eyes sparkled with mirth at the idea of Loki kicking the guy's ass easily. "Good." He hugged the other tightly. "I just . . . I don't want to lose you . . ." He burrowed his face in the crook of the raven's neck. "I can't lose you . . . I've already lost so much, Lokes. If you were to get taken away from me or leave . . ."
Loki felt something in the pit of his stomach sink. "Hey, don't think like that; I will never leave you, and nobody can steal me away from you; now come on I want to get wet and feel the breeze in my hair."
Tony gave a sly smirk. "I can make you half of that without leaving the bed." He purred. "Actually, with Jarv's help, I can do both, but I'm focused more on the first part."
Loki half scoffed, half laughed and said "You have a dirty mind, Mister Stark."
"What are you talking about?" Tony gave a mock innocent gasp.
Loki rolled his eyes before saying to his husband "You can get me wetter at the beach house than here and if you get up right now I'll do that thing you like."
Tony beamed. "Are you talking about -"
"Yes, Tony," Loki said "The thing with the chocolate sauce and handcuffs."
Tony moved faster than the speed of light. "Let's go!"
"At least get dressed first," Loki said, walking slowly after him.
*o*O*o*
"Boxers are totally the same as swim trunks." Tony whined. "Why did I have to change? No one but us is going to be there anyway!"
"Because I want easy access later without tasting saltwater," Loki said.
"So you expect a shower later then too?"
Loki smirked before putting a finger up to his lips, and automatically Tony hit the gas on the car accelerating them faster than the speed limit. "Tony, calm down," Loki said laughing a bit "The beach isn't going anywhere."
"But the day is."
"There's always nighttime," Loki said "And everyone knows the best things happen after dark."
Tony smirked. "That's my Lokes." He purred before pulling into the driveway. "We're here."
Loki got out the car and stretch his legs, before he got the key out for under the mat and open the door to the house. The place had been recently cleaned for their arrival, Loki walked out onto the deck that lead to the beach, he missed times like this where they didn't have to work about anything. When Loki turned back around he saw Tony was struggling to carry the bags through the doorway.
"Tony, hurry up," Loki said smirking "It's been five minutes and I'm still not as wet as I'd like to be."
Tony scoffed. "Come here, and I'll show you wet."
"Hmm," Loki said "You know what, I think I might just go for a quick dip." Loki proceeded to turn his back on Tony, taking his clothes off as he slowly walked away swaying his hips. Loki didn't even make it out the door, because Tony had grabbed him by the waist and started kissing him.
"I believe I said I was going to show you wet." Tony purred. "Plus, look what I have." He held up a pair of handcuffs. Loki then pulled Tony in for another kiss as his husband took him right then and there.
*o*O*o*
"Loki," Tony said nudging his husband.
"Yes?" Loki replied sleepily.
"Where are the keys for these cuffs?" Tony asked.
"I don't know," Loki mumbled quietly "Go and check in the living room."
"I can't, Lokes," Tony said "I'm handcuffed to the bedpost."
Loki rolled his eyes. "You're so needy." He replied teasingly before standing and searching for the keys.
"Find them?" Tony called after a couple minutes.
"No, but I found my boxers," Loki called back.
"Loki!" Tony whined.
Loki laughed before seeing the key on floor among the trail of clothes leading to the bedroom. "Found them," Loki said walking back into the room and uncuffed Tony from the bedpost.
"Oh thank god." Tony beamed before pulling Loki on top of him.
"So," Loki said "How's work?"
"Good. Tiring."
"Anything excited I should know about?" Loki asked
"Not unless you want to plan something."
Loki brows furrowed together and he asked "What's that supposed to mean?"
"Do you want to plan anything?"
"Not particularly, no," Loki said propping himself up on his elbows.
Tony chuckled. "Okay." He kissed him hotly.
Loki kissed back before pulling away and saying "Thanks for today."
"Of course, babe." Tony kissed back sweetly. "After all, I couldn't let my husband feel underappreciated.""
Loki pulled away and his brows furrowed "What do you mean could let me feel underappreciated?"
"I didn't want you to think I didn't care about you that's all." Tony held his hands up.
"That would implied you never care about me in the first place," Loki said sitting up straight and crossing his arms.
Tony frowned. "No it doesn't!"
"Yes, it does," Loki said getting more irritated by the minute "Why should you care if I feel underappreciated or not?"
"Because I love you and I care about your feelings?" Tony looked at his husband like the answer was obvious.
"Or you want to keep me in my place as an unintelligent trophy husband that you can parade around," Loki said glaring back.
"Loki, you know that isn't true." Tony pleaded. "First of all, you're very intelligent. Second-"
"I don't want to hear it," Loki said putting his hand up before grabbing the comforter and said "I'm sleeping in the guest room. Night." With that he shut the door, before he walked down the hall and shut the door before he flopped back on the bed and cried silently. Why must Tony do this to him? Build him up only to tear him down, he was just like...no. He wasn't going to think about him, never again.
"Loki, come on!" Tony spoke through the door.
"Go away, Tony." Loki said.
"Loki, please!"
"Tony, I really not in the mood," Loki said.
Tony gave a weak sigh, hurt sound. "Loki..." He sighed. "I'll be in our bedroom..."
Loki sighed and attempted to fall asleep.